Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 56

Cordelia eyed Everard with a mixture of curiosity and caution.

His eyes betrayed no hint of fear, but his face was a shade paler than usual, perhaps from fright.

Whether he was faking it or genuinely scared, she couldn’t deny her boyfriend’s “reasonable request“. But she did have one card up her sleeve.

With a languid voice, she offered, “I’ll just grab your breakfast then.”

That would keep Cordelia at a safer distance from Everard.

As Cordelia turned to leave, Everard rose to his feet and followed closely behind her, his voice steady, “With you here, I’m not scared at all.”

Calvert, who had been sitting silently at the table like a church mouse, was speechless. Back in the day, when their group huddled together, they used to wonder if there was anything Everard couldn’t do. They concluded that Everard might only be helpless at dating.

Now it seemed like the big man could handle even that with flair.

In his first love, Everard was already pulling off moves so suave that surprised Calvert. He resolved to demand a “mental health allowance” when he got back for being force–fed this daily dose of romantic display. This was just inhumane

They continued their breakfast in silence.

Cordelia’s phone buzzed.

She glanced at it and saw a text from Actorman, ‘Lia, I got the bag! Thanks a bunch! How much do I owe you? Send over your bank details and I’ll transfer the cash”

She had shipped off the bag to Bland after acquiring it last week, but it was only now, seeing his message, that she remembered she hadn’t settled up with Everard

“How much for the bag?” she inquired.

Everard swallowed his mouthful of pancakes and replied, “200

Cordelia texted back the details.

LearnLover replied, “Two hundred. Bank account is XXX.

Actorman continued, “Got it, Lia. The money’s on its way”

Cordelia didn’t give it another thought and went back to her meal.

pulled out her wallet and laid three hundred–dollar bills on the table, “The extra hundred’s for

was at a loss for

he swallowed the fact that

chat “Who exactly is this girl?“, a heated discussion

sent a message, ‘Lia’s amazing, no clue where she gets this bag without markup. She sold it to

were collectibles and could be sold for

not caring about this chump change. I sent her my sheet music. yesterday, and she pinpointed three

bags are accessible with Cordelia

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case for the

were loval pursuers

this

the’s cracked Batra’s Conjecture. I’ve lost hope, not everyone who joins us is

She’s just a young girl. Don’t set your standards too high

Cordelia headed to

the school gates, a black Rolls Royce was parked, and the driver respectfully opened the rear door Yates, sporting a shock of red hair, stepped out in his uniform, eyes glued to his

kept his peers at a safe distance, with no one daring to come. within

him only when they were too close to ignore each

Yates

with fiery eyes that nearly buckled the other’s knees.

his shoulder, pushing

to see a pair of clear and seemingly misty eyes staring

expressionless, just

then reluctantly muttered,

replied

to notice how her backpack sagged under its weight, likely heavy, while his backpack was left in the classroom,

voice, “What

locked his phone and pocketed it, “Nothing much.”

brief glance at her, he prepared for further questions that might require

she simply acknowledged and didn’t pursue

at a loss for words.

Yates quickly ascending to the top floor and

worst academic performance in the school, and four members of

his arrival, Flame No. 1